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Fickle Inspiration

A Poem

By Mother CombsPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
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Inspiration is fickle

It comes as it pleases

It’s choosy in who it tickles

It feels like brain fleas

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It drives us to create

It gives us a passion

It helps us to recreate

It drives us to distraction

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Inspiration is fickle

It comes as it pleases

It can leave you in a pickle

It chooses who it teases

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About the Creator

Mother Combs

Come near, sit a spell, and listen to tales of old as I sit and rock by my fire. I'll serve you some cocoa and cookies as I tell you of the time long gone by when your Greats-greats once lived.

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  • Dharrsheena Raja Segarran2 years ago

    Oh it definitely comes as it pleases 🤣🤣 Loved this poem!

  • Heather Hubler2 years ago

    Isn't that the truth of it!! Loved the way you expressed this thing I feel all too often :)

  • Margaret Brennan2 years ago

    omg!! You just jumped into my brain!! I've been sitting here trying to figure out my next story - and there! No story yet, just a de ja vu. Made me smile.

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